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by Michael Escoubas After a fresh fall of snow the magpie shakes snow-salt off his wings. No wind disturbs the powder on bush or limb. I love the way Monet blends his grays and blues with delicate hues of reds and yellows— a scene so suited to his hero: one contemplative blackbird resting on the fence-gate in waning winter light. I feel a touch of envy for my tuxedoed friend— at peace within himself content just being where he is. Response to Claude Monet's, The Magpie, created during the winter of 1868-1869, near the commune of Etretat in Normandy.
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